31/12/2018: Dear diary, once again, the earth completes the 365.4 rotations from a point in time chosen randomly by the foolish ancestors of the fools I am stuck on this planet with. And once again I posted my cool bit about how having fun is ignorant. Once again, my cuttingly witty and acerbic observation has gone under appreciated on social media and the incurious masses go about their night of celebration like clowns. I shall be going to bed early this year, instead of refreshing my feed all night (fool me thrice! ha!) and accidentally hearing the fireworks as the clock strikes twelve o'clock. Good night, fair record of my thoughts, my only true companion.
31/12/2018:
Dear diary,
once again, the earth completes the 365.4 rotations from a point in time chosen randomly by the foolish ancestors of the fools I am stuck on this planet with. And once again I posted my cool bit about how having fun is ignorant.
Once again, my cuttingly witty and acerbic observation has gone under appreciated on social media and the incurious masses go about their night of celebration like clowns.
I shall be going to bed early this year, instead of refreshing my feed all night (fool me thrice! ha!) and accidentally hearing the fireworks as the clock strikes twelve o'clock.
Good night, fair record of my thoughts, my only true companion.